Aftershock 10

Right around the corner was Sasha. She had been following Michael for about a week now ever since she was well enough to drive on her own. She knew that she had to have him back in her life, she just didn't know how to do that right now. She followed him to the point to where she knew his schedule. Every single day she would wait around the corner of Sydney's job because she knew that he would be there. She had been trying to call Darel but got the voicemail everytime that she called. She could have sworn that he picked up once but only heard static in the background. She was unsure what was going on with him but she was going to get to the bottom of everything.

Sasha had been watching Michael now for the past couple of hours, all he did was sit glued across the street from Sydney's job and just watch her. Sasha tried calling him too, but his number had been disconnected. "That bitch got some sense, I see, cuttin that nigga phone off, I bet she had the Rover repoed too." Thought Sasha outloud not knowing that the Range Rover had been wrecked. It didn't take her long to find Michael because he was in love with Sydney and knew right where to find him. She caught Michael going in Sydney's back door one night and she waited until he came out so that she could see the car he was in.

At this point Sasha was fed up. "Time to do some damage." She thought as she got out of the car. She crossed the street so that Michael would not see her and went in the side entrance to Sydney's job. She walked the steps to the third floor and waited for the perfect moment. Once Sydney's secretary took a lunch break she burst into Sydney's office. The look on Sydney's face was inexplainable. She recognized her right away and the only thought that came to her mind was to beat this bitch's ass right here right now. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?! HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH ALREADY?!! Enraged Sydney picked up a pair of sissors ready at any moment to lash them at Sasha. ''BITCH YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THE DAMAGE I AM CAPABLE OF! I WILL FUCK YOUR WHOLE WORLD UP! DON'T GET IT TWISTED BABY!" Sasha yelled. Sasha didn't think that Sydney was going to do anything because of how she reacted when she walked in on her and Michael. "BITCH I AM SICK AND TIRED OF THIS SHIT!! YOU RUINED MY LIFE, BECAUSE OF YOU AND MICHAEL I NEARLY LOST MY CHILD, I THOUGHT MY WORLD WAS OVER! THEN I SAID THAT MICHAEL WOULD NOT BE THE DEATH OF ME AND BITCH I'LL BE DAMNED IF I'LL LET YOUR GHETTO ASS BE THE DEATH OF ME. IT'LL BE A COLD DAY IN HELL WHEN I LET THAT HAPPEN. FUCK YOU." Sydney spat at Sasha. Sydney always thought that spitting showed the most disrespect to a person and didn't condone it at anytime but this was an exception. "BITCH I KNOW YOU DIDN'T JUST SPIT AT ME! WHO DA FUCK YOU THINK YOU IS?! YOU REAAALLLLY DON'T KNOW ME! BITCH MICHAEL DIDN'T WANT YO' DUMB ASS, HE WAS USING YOU FOR YO' FUCKIN MONEY AND GIVIN' IT TO ME. YEAH BITCH, YO' MONEY WAS FEEDIN' MY KIDS." Sasha began to laugh. It was an evil laugh and Sasha was about to go in for the kill. "Yeah bitch, this was all just a lil game for me and Michael. He didn't want you, bitch he didn't even love you. He just wanted yo' lil money. Shit, that lil 300 a day kept my hair and nails did, and a new outfit every otha day. You might as well say you were supportin' me. Oh yeah, and the little Range Rover you got Michael, yeah I was driving that shit too. He will never love you like he loves me, and he will NEVA leave me. I have his children, yeah all three, will be four in about seven months. Yeah I'm pregnant with number four bitch, and Michael has been there for me and my unborn child every since day one. You can't say the same thing can you bitch? He could care less about you and that damn child. Eat that shit up." Sasha knew that she wasn't pregnant, but she had to make Sydney go away for good. She would do what was necessary and if this didn't work she would up the ante.

Sydney felt like someone had knocked the wind out of her. Even though she had cut Michael out of her life, she was still struggling to get over him. "Pra pra pra pregnant?" Sydney struggled to get out. She could not believe what she was hearing. "You're pregnant? And did I hear you say that you were two months? Oh my God. I can't believe this! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!!" Mocca was on her way in from lunch when she heard all of the commotion. She ran in ready for whatever was about to go down. "Sydney what's up?!! You alright?" She looked over at Sasha who was standing there still smiling. "WHO DA FUCK ARE YOU?" Mocca asked apparently confused because Sydney was crying her eyes out while Sasha was just standing there smiling. Then it occured to Mocca who the other female was. "AW HELL NAW! YOU DA BITCH THAT WAS LAID UP WITH SYD'S MAN?! WHAT DA FUCK ARE YOU DOIN HERE?! I KNOW YOU DIDN'T HAVE THE FUCKIN NERVE TO COME UP IN HERE LIKE DAT! I THINK SYDNEY TOLD YO' ASS TO LEAVE! GET THE FUCK OUT BITCH!" "Bitch you really don't know me, to be addressing me like that. I'll leave when my point is made." Mocca began laughing herself. "Bitch you really don't know me. I'LL FUCK YO' TRIFLIN' ASS UP! DON'T NOBODY CROSS MY GURL LIKE DAT! YOU HAVE CAUSED ENOUGH DRAMA IN HER LIFE. DON'T MAKE ME FUCK YOU UP SERIOUSLY. I SWEAR ON EERTHING I LOVE I'LL BUST YO ASS RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW! NOW GET THE FUCK OUT." Mocca being the ride or die chick she was, she always carried a pistol because where she is from that's just something she grew accustomed to. Seeing that Mocca meant business Sasha took notice and started to leave. She wasn't about to get shot again in less than a month. She was trifling but she wasn't dumb. "Alright bitches i'll leave but Sydney, you stay yo ass away from Michael, he's mine, and will forever be mine. If I catch you near him, its gonna be a problem. Trust me." "BITCH YO MUTHA FUCKIN POINT IS MADE NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!" Mocca said now clutching her purse. She was ready to pop one off in this bitch. "Mocca its okay." Said Sydney barely getting the words out. "Girl this bitch gone make me kill her." Mocca said now calming down. "Mocca she said she was two months pregnant. That means that she must have gotten pregnant while Michael and I were together. I thought I was doing good by getting over him and moving on and now she comes in and throws this in my face. Damn it! I take one step forward and get knocked two steps back. This isn't fair!" Sydney said breaking down right there in here office. Mocca knew that Sydney would not have made it through the remainder of the day. She told Sydney's secretary to hold all of her calls and took her home.

Michael sat there and watched everything. He knew that Sasha had done some kind of damage because of how upset Sydney looked coming out of the building. He was furious. Michael knew that probably worsened his chance to get back with Sydney now. He knew Sasha had to be taken care of and now. He just needed to find the perfect opportunity to get rid of her. He saw Sasha coming out of the side entrance and got of his car after Mocca had driven off with Sydney in tow. He ran up to Sasha grabbed her by the back of her hair and threw her down on the sidewalk. "WHAT DA FUCK DID YOU DO?! WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?!" Michael yelled dragging Sasha by the hair not noticing the blood trail behind him. "Michael, stop this! I didn't do anything!" Sasha said lying. She had an awful pain coming from her abdomin. She caught eye contact with Michael, but the person she was looking at was not the Michael that she knew. This Michael was cold, heartless. That's when she became afraid. "Michael stop! You're hurting me!" Michael jumping to his senses let her go. He didn't want anyone to see him killing her in the middle of the street in broad day light. He ran back to his car and sped off leaving Sasha in the middle of the street.

Sasha felt something wet on shirt. That's when she noticed the blood coming from her abdomin. Michael had split the place where she had her cerserian. "AINT DAT A BITCH!? NOW I GOTTA TAKE MY ASS BACK TO THE DAMN HOSPITAL TO BE STITCHED UP AGAIN!" Sasha was going to make up a lie to staff at the hospital because she wasn't about to turn her baby Michael in. She wanted him back and that would only upset him. She finally got herself to her car and drove down to Grady's Emergency Room.

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Somewhere on the outskirts of Atlanta(2 weeks ago)...

Darel didn't know where he was. He looked around and all he saw was trees and more trees. All he could remember was Michael trying to kill him. "He almost succeeded" Darel thought as he made his way back to highway hoping that someone would see him. He knew fucking Sasha was wrong, but dying for the cause was just unnecessary and had to get him back for such foolish acts. All Darel thought about now was vengence...

Hey everyone! Sorry for the wait. For some reason I couldn't post articles but I was told to delete my cookies and it worked! Shout out to all the authors.. KP, StoryTella, Honey, THISSITEISCRAZY, Da Game, Maleik(WHERE YOU AT?!) and any other author I forgot to mention! Enjoy! Part 11 will be out soon!